Erica: Is our mom okay?
Officer: She's fine. I gave her a lift. Luckily for her, I driving down Old York Road and was temporarily blinded by the sunlight reflecting off her bejeweled jacket.
Barry: Where is she?
Officer: In the back of my cruiser with a little pack of tissues. She's pretty certain she failed as a mother.
Erica: I know this looks bad, but you have to understand, she uses guilt to get her way.
Officer: So she's like every mom? Except in this case, you abandoned her on the side of the road. Shame on you. Shame.